Whether the mailbox or inbox are overflowing…or they are an empty reminder of your loneliness, I’ve got something for you. Even now, even here, in face of a trying season, I am not going anywhere.

I AM, for you.

Open this love letter, and let your shoulders release the tension they’ve been lugging around. Whether you’re curled up cozy on the couch or coiled up underneath the weight that burdens you…take a moment to let the light in.

Dear Tightly Wound Woman:

Sometimes “all is calm, all is bright” sounds like a whole lot of wishful thinking…as work demands, relationship strain, and holiday stress swirl around like unruly wind.

Silent nights are traded for restlessness as worries kick you around, bossing and bogging you down.

I understand.

When I entered the scene, the backdrop for My arrival was far from serene. There were people everywhere. Jammed into the city, displaced in order to be counted…people elbowing their way through, trying to find their way in.

Little did they know, peace was coming, in unlikely form.

Amidst the bustling, while traveling, in the unpredictable and inconvenient moments, Shalom is present.

True, lasting Peace is not something you achieve through contortions nor is it something you find when you’ve finished the to-do list.

Peace is found clothed in flesh; humanity and Deity, One.

Not you a god. But God with you.

You, sinful. Me, sinless.

You, hopeless. Me, untarnished anchor.

Photo Credit: Alyssa & Drew

When the fret fills lungs and the anxiety chokes breath, I remain; unchanging.

In the midst of waves, I slept…not oblivious but at rest within, knowing all is well.

welcome

Hi, I'm Katie (a Modern Martha, wife, and mom to five). I'm so glad you're here! Let's enjoy some cut-to-the-chase conversation over hot or iced tea, as we find grace in the unraveling of life (together). Let's exchange try-hard striving for hope-filled freedom as we settle into our position as a doer and a daughter—created by a Loving Father.
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